I flinched, my whole body seized by a visceral terror. Detective Ote stood at his full, imposing height, a predatory silhouette against the bright morning. He was just as chilling, just as fundamentally wrong, as he had been two years ago."No... No," I whispered, shaking my head frantically. The memories of his relentless, cruel interrogations flooded back, cold and sharp."Hello again, Danny Bowen." His smirk was a thin, vicious curve."No... No..." My breath hitched, fear constricting my throat until I was hyperventilating."It seems you are back to your old tricks. Only this time, nobody will be able to help you." Ote stepped forward, his movement swift, and before I could scramble away, he gripped my collar, hauling me violently to my feet.Officer Net tried to intervene, "Sir, please!" But Ote shoved him aside like an annoyance, spinning me around and slamming me against the cafe’s cold glass window. The impact stole my breath. In a dizzying rush, he wrenched my arms back and sn
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